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In hell
i once walked with feet nimble and soft
face with no trace of malaise
carefree
with all the happiness of the world
the path was all roses and lilies
but, this hell
burnt these feet of mine
black and scarred
this empty stomach couldn't be satisfied
even with the tiniest bit of morsel
in both actuality and dreams
i see me burned to ashes

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I saw a photo of a man sleeping on the footpath. The condition of that man was unbearable. It played in my mind very often..This piece is for him